"Mam, Daisy Mam is asking for you to come downstairs for dinner," the maid knocked on the door.

Priya, who was sitting on the bed, stood up with a deep sigh, Priyank's words still revolving inside her head, making it difficult for her to think of anything.

The way he kissed her forehead, his touch, everything was just lingering on her body. It felt like it just happened a second ago, when it's already been more than three hours, and stars are shining in the sky.

‘He hasn't called yet,’ Priya thought to herself.

‘You want him to call?’ the voice in her head asked, more sarcastic than anything.

‘No.....